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Oh yeah. It's in for my mind. Yeah, Oh, Yeah. We all got vices. Oh, no. No, no, no. Look. Yo. Looking at my Casio, it's about that time. Got a bunch of things weighing on my mind. Came up out the trenches, look as smooth as A bitch. Yeah, that nigga swanky, 'bout as cool As it get. They don't really know me, They just know that I rap. I be fighting demons every day, gotta scrap. Want the money for my family, dog, 'cause they Need the cash. But part of me gon' wanna Flex once I'm having them racks. I hear money over bitches, I need someone to Love. But part of me like, "Fuck a bitch, Dog, just get you a nut." Yeah. Product of my environment, but I know better, Or do I? These rappers are no better than You guys. I seen what too much fame do, But still want fame, too. I wanna go to shows and hear people scream My name, too. Why do I long to be Validated in the game where most of the people Are fabricated? Nah. I was losing back home, never felt wins. I put my life behind bars, I turned myself In. Got a taste of the life I thought I was after. Had to make a change, I'm Knowing what really matters. Too much of anything ain't good for you. Thank God grandma prayed with good oil, 'cause a Nigga got vices. Yo. We all got vices. Everything that's in for my mind. Mama said it come in due time. All that fame, it come with high prices. Oh. We all got vices. Everything that's in for my mind. Mama said it come in due time. All that fame, it come with high prices. Oh. We all got vices. I'm so self-conscious. That's why you used to see me with at Least one on my roster. Looking in the mirror like I gotta be imposter. Having all these women, them a way up on Your conscience. Lot of rappers try to hide it, I'm just being honest. What we do and how We move, they think that we avoiding karma. Made it out the monster, ended up a monster. Never chase the money, now your feet covered in Prada. It's all a facade, they dishonest in Designer. They said that they were bangin' 'til they Come and pick your moms up. Said that they was gangin' 'til they speakin' to Your honor. I grew up West End and I Ain't actin' for no karma or camera. Playfield stand-up. Make it off the porch, now the gods outstanding. Fuck that, I'm out camping. Hopefully out lampin' in a hammock, out Hamptons. Seafood, trout salmon. We all got vices. Everything that's in for my mind. Mama said it come in due time. All that fame, it come with high prices. Oh. We all got vices. Everything that's in for my mind. Mama said it come in due time. All that fame, it come with high prices. Oh. We all got vices. On my mind. Oh, No. Yeah. It come in due time. Come in due time. High prices. We all got Ever since I was a young Bull. Oh, how I prayed and hoped for all The finer things in life. Dreamt of faraway places. Girls with pretty faces. Oh, yeah. And stages with flashing lights. All the money and the fame and the cars And gold chains and shit you only see in Videos. Oh, no. Yeah. But there was nobody explaining the heartbreak and The fading. It gets harder the farther you go. 'Cause we all want the things we Never had before. Ooh, and you know we deserve it. We deserve it, yeah. But how much would you give up just to Walk through that door? Is it all worth it? Is it worth it? We all got vices. Everything that's in for my mind. Mama said it come in due time. All that fame, it come with high prices. Oh. We all got vices. Everything that's in for my mind. Mama said it come in due time. All that fame, it come with high prices. Oh. We all got vices.
Swank, King Draft, Shawn Stockman — Vices
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